Today I sit in front of my computer listening to Herb Alpert remembering an old friend and mentor whom I haven’t seen in a long time. I used to spend hours at his little house on Center Road playing games on his new 286, 386, and 486 computers as the years ticked by. His wonderful wife always had a smiling face and cheerful greeting. We would spend hours watching his collection of James Bond movies and listening to his music collection. I miss those days this time of year, when memories swell. I can only hope that I find a wife as lovely and caring as his was some day. Wherever you are, George, here’s to you.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

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